Chapter 507: Guhuang, you little Yinbi, your deity is dead

"The deity dare to go... but will you dare to let me go?"

"Don't be afraid that the deity will not return, and spread your news."

"Ancient Huang, although your background is mysterious and powerful, but the people around you may not be."

"The deity still has a bottom line, but some of the dead are cruel and bottomless guys. They won't follow you."

The White-haired Venerable was startled, and he didn't expect Guhuang to let him go, but he couldn't figure out the details of Guhuang, whether he was testing him, or he really wanted to figure out the whole story.

He didn't dare to speak too much, and at the same time he was thankful that he didn't do everything.

"broken!"

"Old ghost, can you try?"

Guhuang secretly communicated with the system, and instantly unlocked the old ghost's seal. The whole person was full of boundless mystery and confidence, and it was completely impossible to see what Guhuang was thinking.

The White-haired Venerable felt the power that disappeared from his body returned again, and the injuries on his face healed instantly, but his heart was even more awe and fearful.

His cultivation base can be said to have stood at the peak of the next nine days...

Now he can crush the ancient wilderness with one finger.

But he didn't dare. No one knew what the master of Zhong Jiutian left him.

It is true that he has lost his face this time, and even has been tortured by the ancient wilderness, but he really does not know the details of the ancient wilderness.

Too mysterious and too confident!

Let him be the fear from the depths of the soul, even if this feeling is facing the master...

nor.

"Old ghost, do you want to crush me to death with one finger, but you are afraid that Senior Brother San will leave me behind."

"You are wondering about my background and origin, whether there is a big boss behind me, or I have been deceiving you."

"You should be thankful that it was my third senior brother who made the shot, not my second senior brother, senior brother, or even the immortal master."

"Otherwise, you are already gone, and the mark of life is shattered."

"I forgot to tell you, I don't have one master, and there are at least twenty or thirty in total among uncles and uncles."

"You must have heard the name of one of them. Would you like to listen to it."

Guhuang stood with his hand, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, with a harmless smile on his face.

Old ancestors! I'm sorry, let future generations borrow your name again.

You hang high above thirty-three days, you don't want to care about me.

"No, no, no... No need, Guhuang... really no need."

"The old man didn't question, nor had any bad thoughts."

"Really, the old man guarantees with his personality, please don't say the name of Master Ling."

Venerable White-haired Venerable heard the words, his heart was like millions of alpacas trampled on, is this to send the deity to death?

Your three brothers are already the big brothers of the nine days, and your master comes from at least the existence of the nine days.

Don't talk about your master, even if you are the third brother, the old man can't bear it!

What a grudge, what a grudge!

As for?

The old man would rather have you hacked to death than to be tortured like this by your little devil!

"What do you mean? Isn't my master's name not qualified to be mentioned in front of you?"

"Heh! So, you look down on my master."

"Okay, very good! How dare to look down on my master, that is not to give face to my master, which means to humiliate our brothers in this line."

"It seems that I need to contact the second brother. I will tell you in advance that my second brother is very fierce."

Guhuang looked at the White-haired Venerable with a smile, with a touch of discomfort on his face. You dare not give me face, believe it or not, I will ask God to talk to you right away.

"Puff!"

"Guhuang...you...don't spit people...the old man has never been disrespectful."

"Fine, nothing... Kill if you want... Why torture the old man like this..."

"What a hatred, what a grudge!"

"Are you as for?"

"Ancestor, you are an ancestor! The old man can't afford to offend you, so I kneel down and beg you, can you please give me a happy one."

The White-haired Venerable knelt down on the spot. He almost didn't cry on the spot. He had seen a bully, but he had never seen such a bully.

Everyone came out and got mixed up, is it necessary to be so cruel?

The old man quit playing anymore. If you want to kill, just give it a go. Why torture people so much.

Is this interesting?

As for?

"Old ghost, what do you mean! This son didn't do anything to you!"

"I just want to tell you about my master's name. Are you kneeling and making trouble again?"

"You used to be the Emperor of Destiny anyway, and now you are the Apostle of Destiny. How about your determination to invade the 36 continents to find my Sister Saint King to settle accounts?"

"After all, you still don't give me face, thinking that my master's name is not worthy of being brought up in front of you."

"My son is not afraid of anything, he is afraid of losing face."

"Whoever wants me to lose face, I'll let them die."

Gu Huang roared with his throat, pretending to be angry, and even grabbed the collar of the old ghost, as if you dare not give me a try.

If you don't want to listen, you can't do it. If you don't give you some color, you don't know where this son is on the road.

"Gu Gongzi... Gu Shao... Patriarch... listen... listen!"

"The old man guarantees with his head, and he definitely doesn't mean to look down on you, let alone any act of denying you face!"

"It's just that the old man's cultivation is low and he is not worthy of the name of Master Ling."

"Ancestor, let me listen to the head office!"

When the White-haired Venerable was alive, he would rather die than surrender, and never bow his head to anyone. After death, he was also righteous and awe-inspiring. He was full of iron bones, and the remaining eleven apostles in the dead land had to give three points of courtesy. Even the master was extremely polite.

But in front of Gu Huang, he duly and shamelessly knelt down.

Can't you kneel?

Don't dare to listen to the name of Zhong Jiu Tian Dao, besides, is the existence above Jiu Tian?

Accept it!

Who should offend this little devil?

The big deal is death...

"Yeah! Get up! Is this reasonable? It would have been better for a long time." Gu Huang walked to the front of the white-haired Venerable with a smile, gently supported him, and turned directly to speak with his divine thoughts.

"Old ghost, my master is Haotian God!"

"boom!"

"puff!"

The White-haired Venerable stood up tremblingly, but when he heard the name reported by Gu Huang, the whole person felt the pressure like an abyss, his soul was almost frozen, he knelt on the ground heavily, his soul sea was fierce. Excited, countless cracks occurred, the soul broke out on the spot, tearing pain came out, a mouthful of silver blood spurted out...

Nima?

Yin Bi, Gu Huang, you little Yin Bi, your deity is dead!

Ancestors!

You are a real ancestor, a real uncle...

The old man was wrong, really wrong!

The horseman is too despicable, too deceitful, too insidious, and too bullying.

Don't talk about the rules!

What a grudge, what a grudge!

As for?

Do you dare to be more pitted?

Is there no trust between people and ghosts?

The world is deep, I want to return to the land!